Winter break || L.T ||

08

Harry styles

I found myself in Reagan's bedroom.

I don't know why but here I am, sitting on her bed and waiting for her to get back from the bathroom. She said she needed to tell me something that she can't tell Ayvee.

She walks back into the room and sits down next to me.

"So Harry I have a problem." She starts and I turn my attention entirely to her. "What's the problem?" I ask. Me and Reagan have been friends for a couple months now and I've enjoyed being with her a lot. I have some feelings for her but I've ignored them because I don't think she feels the same way.

"There's something up with my lungs. I can barely breathe and I keep coughing." She says very quietly.

"Do you need to go to a doctor?" I ask.

"Harry I can't afford that and you know it." She grinned at me. I love her smile it makes me happy. "Then what do you need?" I asked. I wanted to help her.

"Harry if I tell you something you can't tell anyone." She looks into my eyes with pure seriousness.

"Of course." I reassured her.

"So I've been smoking for a while. I don't like it but I do it. But don't worry I stopped because I can't stop coughing and now I think there's something wrong with me." She looked scared and sad at the same time.

All I knew how to do was pull her into my arms. Maybe she'd feel better. Maybe one day she can feel differently about life than she says she does. I want to hold her to keep her safe.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled into my shirt. I put my hand on the back of her head. "Don't be sorry love."

She starts crying.

"Hey hey it's okay." I lift her chin up with my fingers. Her face was very close to mine and that scares me. She stops crying and sniffles a little. "Ayvee thinks you're my boyfriend." She blurted out and then her face turns bright red.

She's blushing.

"Am i your boyfriend?" I blush.

She looks at my lips.

Oh my god she's looking at my lips.

"D-do you want to be?"

With my fingers still on her chin I bring her lips to mine, closing the small gap between us. She wanted to kiss me?

"I do." I mumbled against her lips. I pull away from her and push our foreheads together. "I have for so long you have no idea."

***

Ayvee Richardson

Laying on Louis.

Seems weird? Well that's what I've been doing ever since we.......

Anyways.

He has no shirt on still and I'm wearing one of his shirts. Never in a million years would I think I'd be in Louis bed cuddling with him.

"I'm sorry I made the bet." I hear Louis whisper. I look up at him. He looks upset. Not angry or sad but definitely not happy and smily.

"I'm not." I whisper back.

He looks down at me with a confused expression now.

"Why?"

"Because I'm glad I've lost." I whispered looking into his eyes.

"You're in love with me?" His face turns red.

"I'm in love with you." I say in a non whisper. I shift so I'm laying completely on top of him. He is smiling like and idiot. I'm actually in love with this idiot. I kiss him so he can stop smiling as much.

"Stop smiling!" I laugh.

"I can't help it!" He giggles against my lips.

"Why not!" I pepper kisses all over his lips and cheeks.

"Because my favorite person the whole world is in love with me!" His lips find mine firmly again.

The door opens.

"Woah s-sorry!" I break my lips from Louis. I turn my head to the door to see Zayn malik standing there with his hand over his eyes.

"Zayn we aren't naked and we were only kissing." Louis laughs. "Oh." Zayn takes his hands off his eyes.

"Hey you asked her out?! Finally!" Zayn congratulates in excitement.

Come again?

"Well about that." Louis laughs.

So Reagan and Harry finally kissed. We finally introduce Zayn. We have a Harry point of view. I know this is not a long chapter at all but I needed something to add.